In This Place Poem by Cody O'Hara

In This Place



In this place
Footsteps sound

Of those whose
Hearts no longer pound

They wander still
On and on

For their soul
Is not yet gone

In voices unheard
They mouth a tune

From which their
Own sorrow be hewn

They wait for the day
Their voices shall rise

And with a song of joy
Ascend to the skies

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